After receiving the order, several fluteers, dressed in bohemian feathered hats, proudly crossed over to the position of the Giovanni Ichthyosaurus, and then put their flutes to their lips and made a rhythmic sound.

The first three rows of large infantry spearmen of the Red Hand Brigade, looking at the pace of their respective queue flag-bearers, should be accompanied by the sound of flutes, marching in unison with leggings, holding towering spears, in front of them, the wind direction reversed to their side, the wind became terrible, one by one like an invisible torrent, splitting the grass waves in front, its gray traces were like countless writhing pythons, through the gaps in the queue, fluttering and biting on the soldiers' faces, making people feel breathless, dark clouds quickly swept over the personal helmets and feathers, The wind and the sky are evil!

Then, from the right flank of the whole procession, the two banda detachments, with Decius as the commander of Dugelius, formed a single column, and under the cover of stragglers armed with swords, shields and halberds, trotted with spears in hand, and soon crossed the horizontal line of advance where the main force was located.

On the other side, "We're going to press it up too." "Tetisius and Bohemond also gave this order almost at the same time, and now for the time being, everyone's goal is the same, which is to completely defeat Yaggie. The main force of Siyan, taking the city.

On the hill, Bramson opened his eyes slightly, and in front of him, there were several bloody corpses of Turkic soldiers, and two of the Turkic slaves who had been holding bows and were ready to shoot at him, two of them with arrow feathers, fell on their mounts - the ten Pronian cavalrymen who had come up in a detour on the side of the hill saved Bramsson's life, and after they rushed up, they drew their bows from the flank, and shot the Turkic soldiers besieging Bramson to death.

But with a bang, Bramson's horse was also planted upside down on the ground. Curled up with his hooves and his head bowed, and with a weak breath, Bramson knew his buddy was no longer working, so he grabbed his shield and Swabian sword and protected him by his side. Accompany it on its last journey.

At this moment, Diognis and the rest of the cavalry crossed the ridgeline and chased the remnants of the Turks, and the same pagan soldier who had been ambushed in the bushes stood up and raised a long hook and spike at Theognes who rushed down.

The officer directly threw the iron flail in his hand, spun and threw it, smashing the face of the ambushed soldier into a bloody blood, and rolling down the hill upside down. Then. Another ambush soldier, wielding a lasso, threw it at the back of the captor in an attempt to strangle his neck, but the wind rose suddenly, and the maso was caught in the air, and Diognis stretched his arms and pulled the lasso with a shake of his backhand. The horse pulled the soldier somersault a few times, and dragged it down the hillside in a hurry. With a puff of smoke, he finally hit his head and spine against the trunk of a tree, and died with a dull sound.

When Theognes turned his head, he suddenly realized that the slave soldier he had been following had disappeared on horseback, and that the horse was diagonal. Running towards the mouth of the valley where the twilight clouds rolled. The catcher understood in a blink of an eye, and took out his bow and arrow to pull the string like lightning—and just after these procedures were done, the slave soldier hiding on the back of the horse in front of him also secretly pulled the bowstring of the recurve bow, and prepared to turn over. Give the desperate pursuit of Theognes a horse arrow.

But Diognis's arrows flew faster, piercing the jaw, the bowstring and the arm, through the chin of the slave soldier hiding in the stirrup, and falling from the horse's belly with one foot still hanging from the stirrup, and was dragged by his own horse for a long time before slowing down at the foot of the mountain.

Next, the guard reined in his mount, gasping for the heavy breath after the battle, sweat on the cheeks on both sides, meeting with the chin, and then flowing to the neck, rolling with the Adam's apple, he finally saw the vast formation of the Turks on the opposite side of the small hill, which was regarded as the "eyes" of the two armies, among the countless peaks and valleys.

Gawain's guess was right, Adesonius's about 12,000 foot riders were all in formation, and along the front of the valleys, they set up a dense and terrifying formation, like a sea of weapons, battle flags, and human heads.

What is even more frightening is that when Adesonius saw that the thirty elite cavalry soldiers he had just sent out had just occupied the hill, they had been defeated and expelled by the pilgrims' cavalry, so he directly sent one hundred and twenty elite slaves under his own army, riding war horses again, firing powerful bows, and once again rolling towards this inconspicuous hill located on the opposite line of the two armies on the battlefield.

The sound of horses' hooves almost shook the hills, and at a distance of only a hundred feet, Diognes could almost see the murderous eyes of the other party under the spired helmet.

The cavalryman who was originally holding the flag beside Bramson ran to the stunned guard, "General, you can wave the battle flag!" ”

"You go back quickly, hand over the battle flag to me, I want to remember the enemy's formation and posture clearly." Theognes snatched the soldier's battle flag, but the soldier wouldn't let him, "This is the flag that the Grand Duke gave me, not your Excellency's!" ”

An arrow flew through the air, putting an end to all arguments, and the standard-bearer's eyes straightened, and he lifted his hand down, and before he could touch the neck of the arrow, he fell crookedly from his horse, and Theognes hurriedly took the banner that had fallen from his hand, and then tightened the reins, and the front of his mount was in the air, and the striking red banner was raised and fluttered, and the arrows were shot from all directions, some into the bushes behind him, and some into the small trunk of the tree beside him—the one hundred and twenty most elite horsemen of Adesonius, below, The formation of a charge was already approaching him.

And this red flag was erected and waved, which happened to be a signal for a pre-agreed all-out attack.

However, in fact, after the selected cavalry had avoided the advance of the Turkic slaves and ran down the hill again, Gawain's cavalry company had already arrived at the foot of the hill in advance, with four squadrons in the front and more cavalry squadrons in the rear, lined up in dense formations, surging like a tide. Further behind were the infantry of the Red Hand Brigade in a wide line.

First, Bramson changed his horse, galloped down, passed through the thousands of cavalry formations that were advancing rapidly, and came straight to Gawain, "Grand Duke, the enemy is on the other side of the hill. ”

"How much is the army?"

But Bramson came down the hill in a hurry, and couldn't make the details clear.

Gawain's face was serious, his fingers holding the silver horse's head scepter clenched and stretched, while the swordsmanship instructor was full of shame, guilty that he couldn't provide more detailed detection information, "Diognis hasn't come down yet. The Grand Duke muttered.

Finally, through hundreds of large infantry spears, Gawain saw his falcon spread its wings and flew away, and when he stretched out his arm, the flat-feathered bird spun a few times and stopped fluttering.

Then Theognes bowed his body, rode his wounded horse, held Gawain's scarlet banner, galloped to all the cavalry who had finished the formation, raised his head and shouted, "Attack on all fronts, and then the cavalry will press over, and the enemy's main force will stand behind the hills!" (To be continued.) )